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Caravan Of Courtship

Sire she's been sighted
two miles south of Sinai,
our sentinels say she has brought a river,
her baggage train stretches into the ancient sands,
the envoys of her retinue spoke of marvelous gifts,
beasts and creatures of the Orient
gems that glitter like the eyes of children
summer baskets of gold bullion
and satchels of spice from Siam,
our men said they could smell the barrels of balsam Sire...
To travel with such unmistakable wealth
the Queen must have brought a war machine along,
have desert brigands been spotted near the route...
No my King, no raider encampments have been observed,
just the regular rabble and agape villagers,
it's been confirmed that her associates
are passing to the people pouches of cinnamon...
I don't trust the Egyptians, 
they may try to incite the Bedouins to foolhardy thievery, 
our Nation's honor demands
that not even the dust of the devil's danger
deign to dry upon the clothes of her most distant servants, 
if the House of Zion can secure a partnership
with the trading powerhouse of Sheba
our supremacy over the Babylonians will be indomitable...
I pledge my life, and that of my family's
to her caravan's safety Sire...
So mote it be General,
your loyalty is my blessing, 
may it be as strong as the staff of Moses,
dispatch 333 of the Lion's Legion
to reinforce the Queen's guard
and send a circuit of 15 water wagons...

What does a Queen dream of
in the calm desert nights...
I dream of roses melting
into snake bitten hearts,
I've dreamt of citadels broken
by the grips of greed,
I've seen a child walking out of a tomb,
what does a King dream of
in the shadow of paradise...
I dream of thorned stars,
the division of labor and wages,
of priests and Judges
whom wish to rule quietly without blame...

Do you know what thrilled me the most
about the Court reception...
Tell me, my cinnamon Queen...
The seduction of your Servants' silence
as I entered your meticulous throne room...
I understood their awe,
you moved so gracefully, 
your body like an ancient lust
your face a flame of royalty...
I think I fell in love with your eyes,
there is something rough about you Solomon,
but your eyes and lips
relay a sweet mercy to me...
Mercy is never free Veronica...
I will pay the price...
We will pay the love cost together...

J.A.B.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 3/4/2017 11:29:00 PM
"I've seen a child walking out of a tomb" that line also caught my attention...Hm..I'm also wondering of the significance of the number 333 (if there is any) and the Lion's Legion most of all in this poem.. Nevertheless. this is an enjoyable piece here to examine. Always, Laura
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Justin Bordner
Date: 3/5/2017 12:43:00 PM
I am very happy that you relate to the Queen so closely Poetess, for she is yours to understand and feel. Interestingly, in the exoteric accounts her name is not revealed. 333, 15, and Veronica were natural, instinctive choices for me. The dreams I saw and wrote for them are so important to illuminating their personalities, they are amazing. I wrote this poem to honor the spirit of Valentine's Day and the woman I love...J.A.B.
Date: 3/4/2017 11:27:00 PM
.I have always loved your colorful descriptions, Justin. You really know how to bring a poem to life. I love the language of that tender second stanza..." roses melting into snake bitten hearts"wow....a spirited story of love in the midst of labor, culture and politics. "your body like an ancient lust" Love that line also. I wonder who's perspective you are writing in and if it changes in each stanza--im guessing from the servant, to the queen and then the king's but I could be wrong.
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Justin Bordner
Date: 3/5/2017 12:28:00 PM
You are too beautiful to be wrong Poetess. The legendary love affair shared by King Solomon and the Queen of Sheba is laden with rich mystery, history, and romance. Putting a delicious dash of geography, politics, and culture into this exotic love meal was essential to me. The views and moments I chose to express were a big part of the creative process, the craftsmanship, the love, that were alive in my vision for this composition Laura. The General, King, and Queen all have a spirit that my mind could naturally manifest...J.A.B.